I pray that one day we can meet again in a strange place.
Among thousands of people, we finally meet again like fate. That way, I can face your clear and cold gaze,
Smile and ask, how are you?
In an instant, the memory went back and it turned out that I had never forgotten it.
The best time is the time in memories. The most beautiful scenery is the scenery that has never appeared before.
The serene face of yours in my memory is what I miss with tears streaming down my face when I dream back at midnight.